Post by Slug on Dec 16, 2009 16:59:27 GMT -5
If the title wasn't a good enough clue, I did these two pieces when I was bored. Very, very bored. But the hard part was writing them, THEN typing them. God, I just felt like I was repeating myself. e_e So, I plan on venting my anger out on paper when I finally finish typing these bee-yotches for you lovely people. Expect an angry drabble in a hour or so.
And, yes, I was letting my inner emo out. :c Stfu.
You cried yourself to sleep so many lonely nights, nights when no on cared or took notice. But now we are here, so fear not, for those nights will be no more. We will care-- we will notice. We will be your only. So turn your back on them as they did you-- turn to face us, and us alone. Do you see our gentle smile? Our love filled eyes? Do you see how we open our arms for you to hide in? Do you see, now, the beauty in our truth? The truth that they who did not give or have? We will not leave you-- not ever. We will hold you close and never let go. We will return you to the right path, the path where you will look back at them and laugh.
Laugh as they burn.
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It Won't Last Forever
Back and forth, back and forth...
They crawl from the darkness, dragging their twisted, knobby carcasses across the carpet, their toothless mouths agape in silent howls and their glassy eyes bulging in their sockets.
Neither are true.
The sunflowers wave back and forth at me like many-fingered hands, the wind whistling through in-between them as the crickets play their violins and fiddles, praising the big, unmarred blanket of endless blue above.
I don't want to dream anymore.
They laugh at me, whispering sickly sweet promises in my ears, promises that say the world will burn, people will die, and I will be there to watch it all.
How long can you love the insane?
And, yes, I was letting my inner emo out. :c Stfu.
No More Lonely
You cried yourself to sleep so many lonely nights, nights when no on cared or took notice. But now we are here, so fear not, for those nights will be no more. We will care-- we will notice. We will be your only. So turn your back on them as they did you-- turn to face us, and us alone. Do you see our gentle smile? Our love filled eyes? Do you see how we open our arms for you to hide in? Do you see, now, the beauty in our truth? The truth that they who did not give or have? We will not leave you-- not ever. We will hold you close and never let go. We will return you to the right path, the path where you will look back at them and laugh.
Laugh as they burn.
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It Won't Last Forever
Back and forth, back and forth...
They crawl from the darkness, dragging their twisted, knobby carcasses across the carpet, their toothless mouths agape in silent howls and their glassy eyes bulging in their sockets.
Neither are true.
The sunflowers wave back and forth at me like many-fingered hands, the wind whistling through in-between them as the crickets play their violins and fiddles, praising the big, unmarred blanket of endless blue above.
I don't want to dream anymore.
They laugh at me, whispering sickly sweet promises in my ears, promises that say the world will burn, people will die, and I will be there to watch it all.
How long can you love the insane?